No really, don't make me laugh

I am taking a hiatus from laughing and/or anything else abs related until they are ready to behave. In my second day of working out, trainer Ashleigh Wilder decided to turn some of our focus to my abs.

I think I previously described Ashleigh as a sweet, little mouse. That is no longer accurate. I think she is more like a cunning fox saying things like "try this, it's fun," when she should be saying "try this, you'll be in pain tomorrow and have to take only shallow breaths so you move your abdomen as little as possible." She's tricky.

I'm happy with my progress so far. At my first meeting at the YMCA I weighed 139 pounds. I have since dropped down to 135. I'd like to drop about five pounds more before my stint at the YMCA is up at the end of the month. I think the harder obstacle is going to be decreasing my percentage body fat, which was 26 percent at the start of this slim down.

To help with that, on Friday I'm going to hit the pool...assuming I don't look/feel like a wrapped sausage in my swimsuit.